I can see whart you see not.
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Visions milky than eyes rot.
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When you turn they will be gone
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whispering their hidden song.
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Then you see what cannot be:
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Shadows move where light should be.
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Death is their curse to the sun
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to walk the way they had begun.
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Out of darkness out of mind
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cast down to the halls of the blind.
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Down To The Halls Of The Blind
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| Dargaard |
